𝕋𝕠𝕦𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕪 𝔽𝕒𝕥𝕖 (Closed)

[Poplar]

Artemis / Male / 19/Shadow Manipulation/ Holding Van/Tags-None

Artemis stood up quickly, his eyes still watery. They had arrived, which meant someone had to get Apollo off the van. He decided out of everyone here, he would be most used to the heat of Apollo skin when they slept. For whatever reason, it sky-rocketed when they fell asleep, and was painful to touch. He hooked his arm around their side, attempting to lift them up. He wasn’t extremely strong, but he mangaged to get them upright. At least he could blame the tears on the fact that he was touching them.

He waited quietly for the door to open.

[alienbirb]

((final edit: doors are wide open like from Niamh's perspective))

Lazuli Tian | female | 25 | wings manifestation
gifted | location: van | tags: Niamh

Lazuli nearly yelped in surprise as the van came to a sudden stop. Maybe the driver also heard what was going on outside? Cautious, she poked her head out and scanned the area.

"Hey, good news folks!" she announced cheerily, not noticing a masked Sen glaring at her. "Looks like there's nobody outside right now!... except the driver, who doesn't seem to be in the mood for a meet n' greet."

She realized it would be awkward if they found her with the restraints partially off and sheepishly pulled the rest off and dropped it off to a side. The restraints landed with a dull slosh in the van water, which was now flowing out the doors. Lazuli turned back to face Niamh while rubbing the back of her neck sheepishly.

"And to uh... answer your question, it was an exam for flight training. Y'see, I'm a pilot like my uncle and I was going to get commercially licensed so I could work for hire. But..." Lazuli sighed. "That kind of went pear-shaped before I could even see my instructor."

[Poplar]

Artemis / Male / 19/Shadow Manipulation/ Holding Van/Tags-Jack

Staggering, Artemis attempted to move towards the door. "Hey, Jack, right? Could you maybe, give me a hand. You're cold, and they're starting to burn me. Plus..." He paused, blushing lightly in embarrassment. "I'm not strong enough to hold them up for long. Plus, the quicker we get them to somewhere away from the rest of us, the better. I know for a fact I don't wanna be near them when they wake up." He looked, waiting for a response while shaking slightly. His sibling wasn't much bigger than him, but being on the streets for a while can easily mess with any muscle you used to have. Lack of nutrition, and trying to stay hidden didn't do much to improve his strength. Plus Apollo was always the one doing physical activity, he simply swiped cash every once and a while when desperate. His power had it's benefits.

[memichoo]

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Eliora Blythe
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✦ || elle || female || 22
ability:; light
rank:; gifted
location:; holding van
tags:; gifted

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➳ Eliora was a bit surprised to see the fire die in the frost boy's eyes. She expected a snap of some sort, or at least one of those freezing glares, but she received none of those. She let out a breath and relaxed again, leaning back against the wall once more. As frost boy- whom she learned was Jack, much to her obvious amusement- introduced himself, she realized that she was a stranger to them too and offered a friendly, albeit strained smile. "I'm Eliora-" she wrinkled her nose as she said the name. "Call me Elle, it's easier. Elle Blythe." She was about to ask them more, like where they were from and such, when she heard some unsettling sounds from outside the van. Were those gunshots? She stiffened again, pressing against the wall as if she were trying to melt into it. The nerves she had initially experienced had faded as more pressing issues presented themselves between the others, but it was back with a vengeance. The situation was pushing for attention, and she was inclined to give it.

She let out a little cough as the van came to an abrupt stop, her spine painfully familiar with the metal wall. Maybe that hadn't been the best idea, but a little bruise wouldn't kill her. She cautiously glanced towards the open doors of the van, mentally twisting the light to make her flicker in and out of view. It wasn't a solid cover, but it was the best she could do and she wasn't sure what was out there. The girl dropped the facade when another girl gave them the clear. Whoever had shot the gun was gone, presumably on the motorcycle. She unsteadily rose to her feet, ignoring the squeaks her wet soles made on the metal, and pushed her way out. At this point, she just wanted these cursed ropes off her wrists. The sight of bright snow startled her, although she didn't squint. Bright lights didn't affect her much, fortunately. She dipped into the generous amount of sunlight around her and focused it onto the ropes. Sure enough, it began to burn through the material. When the ropes were weakened strings, she forced her wrists apart and held them to her chest. Small patches of her skin had some light burns from the sun and the flesh around her wrists were irritated, but the freedom more than made up for it. She scanned their surroundings while rubbing at her hands, frowning. She had absolutely no idea where they were. It didn't help when strangers were coming towards them, either.

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Maverick Clarke
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‣ || loki || male || 25
ability:; illusions
rank:; advisor
location:; base camp
tags:; gifted - ariana

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➳ Maverick was about to answer Azura when a faint sound reached his ears. He raised a brow and held up his pointer finger, putting a momentarily pause on the conversation. As he strided to the window, he caught sight of their special little van, which seemed to be already open. Spinning on his heel, he lightly clapped his gloved hands together with a flourish. "No need Azura, it seems like the guests have arrived. Shall we go greet them?" He snatched his trench coat from the coat hanger near the door and slipped it on. It was colder outside than he would have liked; light snow was falling and, though he doubted he would catch hypothermia or whatnot, it wasn't exactly pleasant. The advisor pushed open his office door and began to make his way through the manor at a leisurely pace. The gifted were most likely still recovering from their surprise roadtrip and the shock of a new surrounding. He remembered arriving at the manor vividly. It was certainly an intimidating place. after all, there's a large manor in the middle of seemingly endless forest. after being kidnapped- that really was a bad idea- who wouldn't be scared.

Maverick stepped out into the light layer of snow, a soft crunch under his boot. Small snowflakes were already weaving their way into his hair, but he didn't give it a second thought and instead made his way towards the van. He could see another figure approach the holding van, and recognized her as Ariana. Another advisor with a rather interesting ability. The manipulation of metal gave her a lot to work with in the city. Practically everywhere you looked in the modern world was metal. As he came closer, he stuffed his hands into his pockets and called out, "Ariana, right on time." Noticing her damp hair, he raised a brow but didn't comment. That had to be uncomfortable in the cold temperature. He glanced back towards the van, watching as some of the kids tentatively stepped out of the vehicle and out into the snow. The sight of endless forest was probably a little daunting, but he would rather them see the actual surroundings than some fabricated cushion he created. Perhaps he could play some tricks later, but now was not the time. If they were anything like he was, they would most likely attack or at least express their displeasure of being... chosen. "I hope they're not too overwhelmed, " he mused. Overwhelmed meant bad. People made horrible decisions when put into a situation with too many blanks to fill in.

[aurora.borealis]

♥ N I A M H
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( power: emotional manipulation ) ( location: outside of the van ) ( tagged: lazuli, elle, others )

Smiling once more as the girl that she had been speaking with peered around the freshly opened doors, she almost let out a sigh of relief as she gave them the all clear. Strange though, that they had heard gunshots just moments ago. Niamh looked around discreetly, trying to see whether anyone else had caught on to the fact that something was going on. Not noticing anything strange, she shook it off deciding that it was probably just the heat of the moment leading them all to imagine things. But if that were the case, then why would they all hear the same thing? Curious.

Standing up, she stretched out her legs and rolled her shoulders a couple of times, trying to throw off the tiredness that had suddenly come over her. When using her gift to manipulate other people, the girl often became sleepy. Even if it was just a five minute power nap, she would need to find a spot to have a quick rest at some point. Yawning, she looked back to the dark haired girl that she had been speaking to."Wow! You can fly a plane?! That's amazing," She responded with appreciation prominent. Flying a plane could be no easy feat, surely.

"I kind of want to explore - wanna come with?" The brunette grinned as she continued, stepping towards the doors. Breathing in the sharp, fresh air, she woke up slightly and a perky bounce worked it's way into her walk. Snow crunched under her feet as she jumped to the ground and she shut her eyes for a moment, appreciating the space. Opening them again, she watched as the girl beside her managed to get her hands free. "Hey, could you maybe do that for me too? These are so uncomfortable." Niamh requested warmly.

[alienbirb]

Lazuli Tian | female | 25 | wings manifestation
gifted | location: van | tags: Niamh

"Heh, yeah. Only small ones for now, though. My goal was originally to get into the airlines with the big jets, but... I guess you can kinda see where that plan went." Lazuli gave a somewhat sad chuckle. "And I guess it wouldn't hurt to take a breather and check out this new place. I've always liked natural environments."

She followed Niamh outside, rather merrily hopping off the van with her. When Niamh pointed out her cuffs, Lazuli nodded, grinning at her.

"Ah, I can deal with that real easy. You just wait a lil, yeah?" She took a deep breath and felt the familiar stretching feeling as she called upon her wings. They emerged from her back, expanding gracefully into the air - this set was normally for combat, but sharp, almost knife-like feathers was just the things she needed right now. Plucking a few feathers from one wing, Lazuli gingerly took Niamh's cuffs and sawed them off fairly easily.

"There ya go! Bet that feels a lot better now?" Lazuli said.

Azura Tian | genderless (they/them or he/him) | 35 | dragon breath
adviser | location: base camp | tags: Nick, Maverick, Ariana (all brief passing), Niamh

Azura glanced through the same window and nodded to Maverick. They already had on a thick turtleneck over about two and a half layers - they supposed grabbing their scarf would make it perfect, but they didn't really feel like making the detour to their office right now. Besides - they liked the cold.

"So it begins." Azura muttered vaguely. "Nick, it may be a good idea to go tell the agents below. I'd like to see to it that the newcomers are... doing well. Hopefully we won't immediately be needing the suits for them."

With that, Azura took up a brisk walk following Maverick out through the hall, towards the entrance. Outside, Azura took a moment to take in the snow - it was a pleasing feeling, even if it meant there could soon to be muddy slush on the ground. They continued onward, heading towards the van. Not too far off, Maverick had joined up with one of the other advisers: Ariana Cayden, if they recalled correctly. They strode on over, catching up with Maverick just as he was greeting the other adviser.

"It looks like the van may have taken on some... water." Azura remarked, furrowing their brows as they noticed the steady dripping through the van's open doors. "I'm going to go check on them."

Just as Azura said that, they froze. Among those already out, there were two girls standing by the van - one with massive, feathered wings and short black hair.

"My..." Azura paled. They didn't even look at Maverick or Ariana as they headed towards their niece. "Excuse me. I need to see to a... certain visitor, first."

By the van, Lazuli happened to have their back turned to Azura, who was approaching from behind at an intimidating speed and did not look happy at all. Before Lazuli could ask Niamh what she'd like to investigate first, she felt a sudden hand on her shoulder and was roughly turned around.

"Lazuli."

"O-oh... uh... hi there, Uncle." Lazuli felt her blood turn to ice. "Uhhh... so! Didn't expect to encounter you like this! By the way this is Niamh, and she's really nice."

Azura didn't say anything just yet. Their expression was a mixture of anger and horror, but more so horror over concern for what had happened to Lazuli.

[marimo.]

Autumn Gray // 21 // Female // Power manipulation // Holding van // Tags: Niamh // Mentions: none
Autumn jerks with a start as she hears the creak of the van door open. Somehow managing to push herself up, she drags her tired, emaciated body out of the van and into the sun. She smiles faintly, enjoying the light on her face, but the joy is quickly taken over by a wave of dizziness. She stumbles a little, and bumps into someone, catching herself on her arm. "Ack! Sorry," she exclaims, righting herself. "I just got a little dizzy. I'm really sorry." She hopes the girl wasn't as sensitive about personal space as she is. That would make it pretty awkward. She rushes on regardless. "I guess I should introduce myself. I'm Autumn."

Gabriel Folliero // 29 // Male // Agent // Base camp underground // Tags: Rin, Gwen // Mentions: none
Gabe barks out a laugh to Gwen's comment about shooting the kids. "Not sure if you'd get fired for that, but it is a good failsafe." He responds. The air in the room shifts from calm to uncomfortable. Gabe shifts awkwardly. The fact that the kids are arriving today puts them all on edge, no matter how much they fake it. "How about we all go up and greet the kids? There's strength in numbers, after all." He suggests. Plus, being together would help to take the edge off the fear all of them are feeling.

[InfectedHau]

Gwen Ramirez||Agent||30||Base Camp Underground||Tagged: Rin, Gabriel

"Sure," Gwen said, wiping off her machine and standing up. "I'd imagine they're probably here by now, let's go introduce ourselves. I'll see you guys upstairs" Being there for the initial unloading was important. When she was a CO, she'd always wanted to be the first to meet her new Airmen, and now was no different. Sure, she'd be cracking the whip a bit more, but she was still responsible for them. The former soldier made for the locker room, taking a quick shower and changing from her blue and white workout clothes into her standard black turtleneck and cargo pants. After some thought, she picked up her rifle as well, slinging it over her back. It certainly couldn't hurt, and this would be a tricky situation. From their point of view, they'd just been kidnapped.

[Flora.]

Azrael Drake | 23 | Agent | Tags: Open

She watched as a few of the gifted exited the holding van, already able to discern who would be giving them a hard time and who would be more pliable. One thing Azrael found interesting was finding out just what new batch of powers the new group of gifted showed up possessing. Just when she thought she'd seen everything, some new strange power would appear.

She turned her head when the first gifted gathered enough courage to introduce herself, nodding in acknowledgment. Azrael was content to allow the advisors handle introductions. Many of them were gifted as well and would know better than her on how to make the new gifted feel at ease in their new surroundings. They would learn her name soon enough, Azrael would let them settle in a bit before putting them through their paces. They had a rough day behind them and many more ahead of them, she figured that letting them relax for the rest of the day would serve them all the best.



Ariana Cayden | 25 | Advisor | Metal Manipulation | Tags: Maverick / The Gifted

"I made it just in time!" Ariana thought to herself as the holding van came into view, noticing a few of the gifted stumbling out and taking in their surroundings for the first time. "Hey, not everyone can be extra special like you. If I had your powers, I'd just sleep all day and send out my illusions to do all of the dirty work." Ariana snorted as one of her fellow advisors raised an eyebrow at her wet hair. "Yes, it's as uncomfortable as it looks." She answered his unvoiced question, she was always rushing and this wasn't the first time he had caught her out and about with damp hair. "They're all going to be overwhelmed, this place is something completely different to them. Plus, many of them apparently don't even want to be here. All we can do is hope that they can handle it and that we can help them." Ariana hummed, she truly believed in what they were trying to do here and she was going to do her best to make sure they all succeeded.

"Hello everyone. My name is Ariana and I'm one of the advisors here. We're here to help you, and the sooner you learn and accept that the easier things will be." She spoke confidently, choosing to be the first one to address the group as a whole and to introduce herself. "Today we figured that it would be best to show you around and let you learn the ropes around here. Feed you guys dinner and then let you settle in for the night. Tomorrow is when the true fun starts. If any of you have any elemental powers or have the ability to control a specific medium I'll probably be the one you'll wind up training with. If you have any questions please let me know. My door is always open and you can come talk to me about anything anytime. This place is a good place and it's full of good people, I hope that you will all see that soon." Ariana finished, waiting to see if anyone would talk back or if this would be a quiet group.

[Poplar]

Farroh / Male / 23 /Shapeshifter/ Holding Van/Tags-None

It was then that Farroh decided it was time to reveal himself. He had already almost been frozen to death by the ice, and the water could have drowned him. Scampering out of the van, he moved where he felt no one would see him and transformed back. Stepping it from his hiding spot, he smiled, ready to answer any questions with his signature half lie, you just didn’t see me. He knew his arrival would raise many questions, but he trusted himself to talk his way out of it.

The place around him looked nice enough, it reminded him of a military school the foster system threatened to send him to. It was smart of them not to though, he easily could have escaped. He always escaped, whether it was the blame for setting the bathroom towels on fire (he just had been trying to light a candle, he swears) or for stealing 3 teacher’s sets of keys (he had found then and planned on returning them), he never got into the trouble he derserved to be in. Even running away from his multiple foster homes never got his anything more than a stern talking to. Being a kid with “abandonment” issues had many perks.